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Michaels: Showing appreciation for community treasures keeps them alive

" Small and striking buildings in the shadows of new skyscrapers are being shutdown in the name of progress..."

Nothing has captured the attention of Ï㽶ÊÓƵֱ²¥ readers more than this weekÏ㽶ÊÓƵֱ²¥™s story about the end of the Paramount Theatre.

With thousands of web hits and hundreds of comments logged since we reported the story, itÏ㽶ÊÓƵֱ²¥™s become clear that Kelowna residents past and present have a great deal of affection for the old movie house.

IÏ㽶ÊÓƵֱ²¥™m certainly a fan of it and others of its kind. ThereÏ㽶ÊÓƵֱ²¥™s something lovely about those velvety, low slung seats, even if I do feel a bit discombobulated at the end of a two-hour flick.

ThereÏ㽶ÊÓƵֱ²¥™s also something to be said for the musty scent in those theatres. It harkens back to the days when actual film reels rolled. Days when popcorn could be enjoyed guilt free and when the only way to meet the larger-than-life characters of film was on the silver screen.

Old theatres are the keepers of both our personal and pop culture history, which is likely why citizens rally when news that theyÏ㽶ÊÓƵֱ²¥™re being retired is released.

Across Canada, old theatres are meeting a similar fate to the Paramount. Small and striking buildings in the shadows of new skyscrapers are being shutdown in the name of progress.

Some are meeting their end with the crash of a wrecking ball.

When youÏ㽶ÊÓƵֱ²¥™re lucky, like we in Kelowna seem to be right now, developers re-invent the buildings while trying to keep the character intact.

Behind the Paramount marquee Kelowna will likely get a new place to have dinner and shop.

ItÏ㽶ÊÓƵֱ²¥™s not quite as good as a theatre, but as anyone who went there knows, it lately wasnÏ㽶ÊÓƵֱ²¥™t exactly a hub of activity.

If it was, chances are the Landmark people would have fought to keep the lease.

I certainly didnÏ㽶ÊÓƵֱ²¥™t go to the Paramount nearly enough in recent years, choosing instead to go to a big-box style theatre where your worries can be blown away by the thunderous noise of the sound effects.

But when those theatres are one day torn down, I wonÏ㽶ÊÓƵֱ²¥™t be shedding any tears.

I wonÏ㽶ÊÓƵֱ²¥™t remember any details about the seats, or the way they smelled or who I was with when I saw whatever noisy movie I saw.

Lamenting the loss of a big-box theatre would be like crying over a closing of a Walmart.

So, maybe this can be a reminder to all of us who will miss the old theatre: If you love something, even an inanimate object like a theatre, donÏ㽶ÊÓƵֱ²¥™t assume it will be there forever.

If itÏ㽶ÊÓƵֱ²¥™s worth lamenting, it might be worth visiting in person and, in this case, thereÏ㽶ÊÓƵֱ²¥™s no time like the present.

Kathy Michaels is a Ï㽶ÊÓƵֱ²¥ reporter.

 





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